In the room filled with the ethereal scent of "Amanda" hydrosol and "Spirit Eye" potion, Capin's subordinate, possessed by Klein, was continuously reciting the honorific name of "The Fool."
In the monotonous yet rhythmic murmurs and the distracting scent, the man's spiritual entity gradually dissipated, and he became muddled yet maintained a strange clarity, as if self-hypnotized.
With the "help" of Klein in spirit form and under the feedback from reciting "The Fool"'s honorific name, he slowly entered a state of "artificial sleepwalking." His astral body approached the gray fog high above, approaching the mysterious existence above the gray fog.
Klein seized this opportunity, ended the summoning, returned to the majestic ancient palace, and sat in the seat belonging to "The Fool."
He saw bright circles of light spreading beside him, outlining the illusory figure of Capin's subordinate. This mysterious space experienced slight tremors due to the ritual, with some power being pried and flowing slowly.
Klein picked up the "Black Emperor" card and made a paper figure appear in his palm.
He flicked his wrist, and the paper figure flew out, absorbing the prying power above the gray fog, transforming into a man in a gray-black peaked cap and thick coat, exactly like Capin's subordinate, with no difference in aura or feeling.
This paper figure overlapped with the target phantom, replacing him to bear the mysterious and unknown restrictions within the spiritual body.
Meanwhile, Klein held the "Black Emperor" card, extending his spirituality to touch the phantom of Capin's subordinate outlined in bright light.
This was an application of the element of mystical union, where a weak human gradually aligns with a great existence, receiving corresponding knowledge and experiencing wonderful spiritual sensations. What was different here was that Klein played the role of the great existence.
In this state of close alignment, interaction was reciprocal: humans could gain knowledge of the great existence, and the great existence could naturally read desired scenes through questioning.
If Klein hadn't lacked extraordinary abilities in the mental domain, he could also implant suggestions.
"What powerful figures are in Capin's villa?" Klein asked through the interactive spirituality.
The phantom had no resistance and transmitted its memory images, allowing Klein to watch as if in a holographic film:
This man in the peaked cap stood in the room with fear and respect. Before him was a middle-aged gentleman in a black tailcoat and white wig.
This gentleman had a long, stern face with naturally pursed lips, giving an exceptionally cold impression.
He followed the gold watch chain, took out a matching pocket watch, snapped it open, glanced at it, and then said in a deep voice:
"Look at me."
The man in the peaked cap didn't dare disobey; he raised his head and looked forward, saying:
"Yes, Mr. Heras."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of eyes shining with strange light and heard a commanding voice:
"Keep secrets!
"You must not reveal anything you see or hear in this villa to outsiders."
The man in the peaked cap trembled inexplicably, feeling he must follow the other's orders.
He lowered his head again and said:
"Yes, Mr. Heras."
……
The man in the peaked cap carried an unconscious girl up the stairs to the entrance of the underground area.
There was a partitioned small room where a bearded man of indeterminate age sat.
This bearded man had cold, intimidating blue eyes and was carefully wiping a gray, complex rifle on the table with a soft cloth.
The rifle was thick and long, connected by a tube to a large matching mechanical box.
This was a high-pressure steam rifle!
This was a military controlled item!
"Mr. Berris..." the man in the peaked cap bowed in greeting with prepared respect.
……
The man in the peaked cap entered the underground structure, which was neatly arranged like a prison, and locked the unconscious girl in one of the small rooms.
After locking the door, he returned to the corridor and picked up his assigned lantern.
Just then, he saw a figure slowly walking from the depths of the other end of the corridor.
That figure seemed to see through the darkness without carrying any lighting device.
Using the lantern light, the man in the peaked cap saw that it was a woman around thirty years old.
The woman wore a brown soft hat with a raised center, a thin white shirt and suspender pants, and knee-high leather boots.
She had several old scars on her face, and a cruel smile always lingered at the corner of her mouth.
The man in the peaked cap lowered his head in fear, mumbling:
"Ms.
The woman ignored him, approaching and passing by step by step, as if he were just air.
After the woman called Katy had gone far away, the man in the peaked cap pursed his lips and said:
"Bitch!"